Clifford goes for the ‘gubu-lar’
He invokes that noble badge of bewilderment with plum precision, appending it to the rollicking revelations and rarified ructions of the past day, days, weeks and months, if not years.
The uncanny resonance with those distant days of yore when Gubu was born, is nothing short of hyper-worryingly startling.
Revoiced
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